A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Changkong's mouth, he knew that the battle was going to end soon, but he suddenly felt a danger approaching from behind him, if he didn't put away the knife to protect, even if he hurt Tianyu, he was afraid that he would have to pay the price, he naturally wouldn't do this kind of thing, the big ring knife buzzed, and Chen Changkong was forced to retreat, and he turned around and swept behind him.

Song Yiyi knew the gap between herself and Chen Changkong, so she infused her whole body with spiritual power with one move, and the sound of the long sword piercing the air was as fast as lightning.

Seeing that he was about to stab Chen Changkong's dantian vital point, he saw a big knife slash in the air and intersect with the sword, and sparks suddenly flew everywhere.

Song Yiyi snorted, hurriedly tiptoed on the ground, and his body flew out to the side with his strength, there was already a blood stain on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were still fixed on Chen Changkong, like a cheetah in hunting.

Tianyu breathed a sigh of relief, and the babel stick hung down again, and the blood on his hand flowed down his arm to the babel stick, and the babel stick suddenly rose with white smoke, like cold water falling into a red-hot iron pot, and was instantly evaporated into soda.

Chen Changkong's eyes were fierce, and he did not pursue Song Yiyi, but turned around again without hesitation, and the big ring knife slashed towards Tianyu head-on, and at the same time made a gesture with his left palm, and the spiritual power suddenly gathered into a ball, and with a loud shout, his left palm pushed forward, and suddenly the wind roared, like a wild beast roaring.

Tianyu naturally didn't dare to fight hard, and flashed to the oblique side to avoid the big ring knife that was splitting, and as soon as he took a breath, he felt a suffocating pressure rushing to his face, and he flew up in the air like being hit by a running beast, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air.

Tianyu felt that his entire inner abdomen was scattered, and he couldn't even gather a breath in the dantian, so he could only let his body fall heavily to the ground, raising up bursts of dust.

Chen Changkong looked at Tianyu who fell to the ground, and his eyes condensed and said: "A first-level monk of the Spirit Gathering Realm can take my Xuan-level martial art and send the Buddha's palm without dying, you are indeed amazing, but it's a pity that you provoked me, and you have only one ending, that is, death." ”

Chen Changkong walked towards Tianyu who fell to the ground step by step, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a smile.

Song Yiyi was very conflicted in her heart, this was her last chance to escape, and even if she stayed, she couldn't change anything, thinking in her heart, if he was here, what would he do?

If it was before, she wouldn't hesitate to do this kind of thing at all, risking her life to save a person who didn't have much to do with it, which seemed to her to be a ridiculous behavior, until he saved himself again and again, and was born and died with him, unconsciously, he had changed a lot, but he could save the day every time, what about himself? The spiritual power of the whole body slowly concentrated on the tip of the sword, looking at the back in front of him, the murderous aura in his eyes surged, and the toes lightly touched the ground, and the person shot towards Chen Changkong like an arrow off the string.

Chen Changkong didn't turn around, but his eyes were slightly sideways, revealing a disdainful smile, and the big ring knife slashed towards his back at will, and the swords clashed together again.

After the dingdong sound, the long sword in Song Yiyi's hand broke inch by inch, the palm of his hand was shocked and bounced away, a muffled snort sounded, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky, and he fell to the ground, his chest rose and fell sharply, his face was pale, and only the corners of his mouth were red.

Tianyu's eyes were filled with tears, he forcibly stretched out his hand to support his body, looked at where Song Yiyi was, reached into his arms and grabbed the Heling Grass, and said weakly: "Chen ...... Elder Chen, you ...... Thou shalt not hurt her, or else thou shalt ...... You don't want to get the Harmony Grass. ”

Chen Changkong's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he smiled: "Hey, hey, hey...... You still want to threaten me now, the person I gave the Buddha palm will become a waste person if he doesn't die, but I want to know how you can make me not get the Heling Grass, even if you eat it now, it's a big deal that I will even refine you into a potion. ”

Tianyu: "She...... has no grudges or enmity with you, you let her go, and I will give you the spirit grass. ”

Chen Changkong glanced back at Song Yiyi, and said with a wicked smile: "This female doll looks like a flower and jade, I am really reluctant to kill, hehehe...... If you want to kill, it's not too late to kill until I'm tired of playing. ”

Song Yiyi sat up slowly, there was blood flowing out from the corners of her mouth, dripping onto the white shirt, instantly dyed a large piece of red, she looked at her trembling hands, knowing that she no longer had the strength to fight, but she didn't want to let others slaughter, slowly adjusted her body, and gathered the only trace of aura left in the dantian, this power can't fight, but it's enough to use it for self-determination.

Tianyu closed his eyes slightly, he regretted a little, regretted why he wanted to take Song Yiyi with him, but what was the use of regret, what else could he do now, at least he still had to do something.

Tianyu slowly stood up with the Tongtian stick in his hand, opened his eyes, his eyes had turned red, the white mist on the Tongtian stick gradually dissipated, the original purple Tongtian stick turned white, the white Shengxue, the stick body exuded a terrifying coercion.

A smile appeared on the corner of Tianyu's mouth, he felt it, he actually felt the excitement of the Tongtian stick, he knew that this Tongtian stick was not a mortal thing, at this critical time, it should be about to reveal its true self, and he couldn't help admiring Wu Yingshu's vision.

But relying on the Tongtian stick alone doesn't seem to be enough to threaten Chen Changkong, now that his inner abdomen is damaged, how can the strength come by? By the way, and the thought in his mind, Tianyu injected the idea into the Tongtian stick, and the Tongtian stick suddenly trembled with excitement.

Chen Changkong showed an unbelievable look, looked at the Tongtian stick in Tianyu's hand fixedly, and muttered, "This ...... How can this be a spiritual weapon? How can you have a spiritual weapon?"

Song Yiyi was also shocked by Chen Changkong's words, the spiritual weapon, which is far superior to the existence of ordinary weapons, can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the monks, there are only two spiritual weapons in the entire Dayan Kingdom, one is called the Angelica Sword, in the hands of the current monarch, the other is called the Dragon Hunting Whip, I don't know where to go, why does the Heavenly Predecessor have a spiritual weapon, and it is a stick, so is it also a spiritual weapon in Tianyu's hand?

Chen Changkong suddenly laughed: "Hahaha...... Spiritual artifact, hahaha...... This must be a spiritual weapon, great, great, I, Chen Changkong, will have the third spiritual weapon of the Dayan Kingdom, hahaha......"

Chen Changkong's whole face turned red from excitement, and his eyes looked at the Tongtian stick in Tianyu's hand with burning eyes.

Tianyu didn't know what a spiritual weapon was, and sneered: "Maybe you're just a person who died under the third spiritual weapon." ”

Tianyu suddenly leaped up, and the Tongtian stick swept down in the air, and the body of the stick automatically emitted one after another true qi, attacking Chen Changkong like a swimming dragon.

Chen Changkong's big ring knife was suddenly picked up, and a big wave swept the sand and sealed it, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering loud noise, Chen Changkong and Tianyu both retreated, and they were actually the winner.

Tianyu unfolded his body again, and fought with Chen Changkong, meaning and stick, the stick moved at will, Tongtian stick was like a living thing, slowly communicating with Tianyu's mind, and launched an attack on Chen Changkong.

Chen Changkong became more and more excited the more he fought, he didn't expect this spiritual weapon to be so powerful, if he had this Tongtian stick, wouldn't he be invincible, eighteen knives in the mountains, and a knife would come out, and he was entangled with the Tongtian stick.

Song Yiyi looked at everything that happened in front of her in disbelief, it seemed that it was no longer two people fighting, but one person fighting with a weapon, because in Song Yiyi's eyes, Tianyu didn't seem to control the Tongtian stick at all, and even sometimes the Tongtian stick was running around with Tianyu.

Of course, this is not the case, Tianyu's inner abdomen is damaged, and the qi of the dantian cannot be gathered, and it is all dependent on the divine sense to control the Tongtian stick to fight, so outsiders look like the Tongtian stick itself is fighting.

Chen Changkong's cultivation was profound, his aura was strong, and he slowly controlled the situation, Tianyu became passive again, and the momentum of the Tongtian stick was also suppressed.

Tianyu felt that his spiritual power was rapidly weakening, and he would lose if he fought for a long time, looking at Song Yiyi who was recuperating on the side, he was ruthless in his heart, and the Tongtian stick was suddenly raised high, and the Tongtian stick suddenly became violent, like a dragon wrapped around it, exuding a burst of kingly spirit, which is the artistic conception of the stick.

Chen Changkong's eyes widened, he naturally saw that this stick was unusual, similar to Tianyu's first stick, but it became much more domineering, Chen Changkong shouted violently: "Destroy the world with a knife." ”

The spiritual power of the whole body frantically poured into the blade, and the big ring knife instantly turned red, looking extremely hideous, rolling up a huge wave, facing the Tongtian stick in Tianyu's hand.

Song Yiyi's heart was pounding, she knew that the time had come to decide the outcome of the battle, and this time the battle would also determine her life and death, her eyes were wide open, feeling the terrifying impact.

With a bang, as if the earth had been blown open, the dust on the ground scattered and flew in all directions, and a click sounded sound, and then there was a loud bang and the sound of metal shattering again, and a figure ejected from the dust, and then fell heavily to the ground, it was Chen Changkong.

Chen Changkong no longer had the big ring knife in his hand, his face turned the color of pig liver, he spit out a mouthful of blood sideways, struggled for a while, and couldn't stand up.

The dust was scattered, and there was a man in white on the ground, without the slightest movement, and there was no stick in his hand, the Tongtian stick had been cut off one by one and scattered on the ground, turning black, and the big ring knife had also turned into a cloud of debris, leaving only a relatively intact hilt.

Song Yiyi no longer hesitated, gathered up the last strength and ran towards Tianyu, stretched out her hand to pick up Tianyu and ran into the distance.

Chen Changkong struggled to stand up, but as soon as he got up, he felt that the bones in his whole body were in pain like falling apart, and he fell to the ground again with a muffled snort, looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, his eyes were full of fire.

Song Yiyi ran all the way with Tianyu in her arms, and she didn't know how far she ran, and she didn't feel a little relieved when she didn't see someone chasing after her, and she found a hidden place in the woods and put Tianyu down.

Song Yiyi probed Tianyu's pulse, his brows furrowed slightly, the situation at this time was very bad, he didn't understand medical science, he didn't know how to treat it, he could only sit cross-legged and start pranayama, only by quickly recovering his strength, could he use his aura to help him suspend his injury.

"Senior Sister Song, you go quickly, go quickly, leave me alone, go quickly. ”

A weak and panicked voice rang out.